The Way Of All Mind Poem by Lev Brekhman
The Way Of All Mind
The feeling, deep, of deeply sinking,
Days deeply intermixed with nights.
Oh no no no, I am not drinking...
Or only maybe moonlight.
This drink is very very heady,
But clouds make cocktail of it.
And, yes, for death I'm ready,
But must find proper, to fit.
Saturday, November 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
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